Rat-a-tat-tat-tat. Submachine gun bullets swept across the rooftop, cutting dozens of rats in half at the waist and spraying blood everywhere.
Miao Mu, who had climbed up from below, dragged along a Group C sniper hanging upside down beneath the building and made it onto the roof.
Joker had just emptied his magazine. He pulled a vial of liquid from his pocket and threw it toward the stairwell entrance.
With a deafening boom, the rats at the stairwell were blasted into a pile of mush. Under cover of the explosion, Miao Mu kicked away the camera that was still recording.
The camera spun through the air, trailing its cable as it fell down the building, only to be left dangling from the rooftop by the wire.
"Joker, you're under arrest!"
Miao Mu roared and sprang up, throwing a kick.
Caught completely off guard, Joker was kicked sideways and sent flying. He hit the ground in a thoroughly miserable state.
Watching Joker scream on the ground, Miao Mu suddenly felt that this wasn't so hard after all.
He took the M500 revolver from its holster and walked toward Joker. He had no intention of taking this disaster alive.
Gordon, sprawled on the ground, saw the murderous look on Miao Mu's face and made two muffled sounds, telling him not to do anything foolish.
"Joker, bye-bye!"
Miao Mu walked over, looked down at Joker rolling around and screaming on the ground, and sneered as his finger pulled the trigger.
The instant the gun fired, Joker reached out and grabbed Miao Mu's soaking-wet pant leg. A high-voltage current surged through him.
"Ah!!!"
Miao Mu screamed. His whole body convulsed, and his fingers seemed to lock up around the trigger. Bang, bang, bang, bang...
Bullets struck the concrete, sending fragments flying everywhere. One stray